With a firm footed march, under sun and moonlight
We slowly advance towards December,
She was, like butter, so tender, I understood
We would sit near the camp and compare notes,
A walk in the woods, we'd do, smell wild flowers,
Gather ideas, without rhyme or reason, laugh together,
Life had an irregular graph, like always
And an internal logic, one needs to soon grasp,
There is nothing fool proof, here remember,
Sudden cloud bursts, land slide, thunder and flood,
Are no wonders, be ready to face wonders too as facts of life.
Every smart plan go burst, then what about windfalls, did you forget?
How can you loose heart, cry unconsoled,
We grasped every unwritten rule, so why cry?
Didn't we stand still and sense which way the wind blows?
Ever did we forget, to partake in simple pleasures?
On every lake, with clear water ,we found time
To swim nude, competing with silver bellied fish, till we were tired,
On the shade of a tall mango tree you sat on my lap playfully,
We closed our eyes, snoozed a while, till the breeze woke us up again
**At December, in the journey's end, we'd part ways, as it is said
Though alone, one always is, this togetherness was really the meaning.
Remember Bob Marley : "No no, woman, No woman, no cry...Everything's gonna be alright...."